Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Because the second year of high school has just started, all subjects are learning the content of new textbooks, and the homework left is relatively basic.As a person who has already been through the third year of high school, these homework is really simple for Ji Qingyan, and he can basically finish all of them during evening self-study.

The remaining time can completely consolidate the college entrance examination questions, and extend the competition questions by the way.

In his last life, his performance in the competition was relatively mediocre. Although he participated in it, he didn't win any awards. Most of the reason was that he was not familiar with the problem-solving ideas of the competition, so this time he could make a targeted breakthrough.

When Qiu Chi also changed into pajamas and appeared in the study with his homework book, Ji Qingyan raised his head and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Didn't you finish your homework?"

"Yeah, English and chemistry are still missing." Qiu Chi sighed, and resignedly took out the supplementary reading questions in English.

Ji Qingyan looked at the competition question bank in his hand, yes, he won the first round.

He suddenly had a bad idea, and wanted to deliberately let Qiu Chi feel how miserable his progress was.Who told him to chat with Xiao Taoxin without hurrying up to do his homework during the big break and evening self-study.

Ji Qingyan said slowly: "I remember Teacher Qin asked me to recite three poems today, have you not forgotten them?"

Ruan Ji's "82 Poems of Ode to Huai" (Part [-]), Tao Yuanming's "Twelve Miscellaneous Poems" (Part [-]), and Li Bai's "Looking at the Ancients in Yuezhong".It's very interesting, Ji Qingyan knows all three of them, but he has never heard a single word of these three poems.

"I haven't forgotten, I know." Qiu Chi started to prepare for his English homework.

Hmph, so you still remember.

How about it, let me just say that puppy love affects your studies... I'll make you dumbfounded!

Then I heard Qiu Chi say: "I finished memorizing, what's wrong?"

Ji Qingyan thought he was hallucinating, what did Qiu Chi just say?

He asked in disbelief, "What about the three poems, have you finished reciting them?"

"That's right," Qiu Chi said without any intention of showing off, and said in a very ordinary tone, "Today's three songs are quite easy to memorize."

Seeing Ji Qingyan's strange expression, Qiu Chi seemed to understand something, and deliberately said in a tone of voice: "Hey, such a simple poem, there must be someone who hasn't memorized it?" Then he quickly covered his mouth, "Oh! This can be said Is it?"

"Qiu Chi, do you think life is too peaceful?" Ji Qingyan almost gritted his silver teeth, and said angrily, "Why don't I cripple your other leg, anyway, I'll take care of you at your house these days."

"Haha...that's not necessary." Qiu Chi laughed a few times, "I suddenly changed my mind. In fact, today's poems are not easy to memorize..."

When Ji Qingyan opened the Chinese document and looked at the three poems, he fell silent.

Anyway, the competition questions were almost done, so he simply started to recite the poems until Qiu Chi, who was sitting opposite him, had finished all his homework and hadn't memorized them yet.

Why did he talk so much about Qiu Chi's words before? This is completely humiliating himself.

Ji Qingyan feels like the blank control group, proving that species are really diverse. Some people may be born more talented in certain aspects, and they can get as much return as them without putting in as much effort as ordinary people .

Although I don't want to believe it, it is the truth.

By the time he could barely recite it, it was almost twelve o'clock.The clock in the living room rang muffled on the hour, reciprocating empty in the night.

Ji Qingyan glanced at the phone, and the small blue icon of QQ kept popping up new messages, all of which came from the group chat of "News Writing Office of the Sixth Middle School-Class 4 Branch".

What are these people talking about, it's a big night.Ji Qingyan went in curiously, and all kinds of blessing emojis came into view.

what's the situation?

Is it Mid-Autumn Festival or Double Ninth Festival today?

Tang Haoyang:

[Qiu Shen was injured and went to the hospital again this evening. ]

fat man:

[Is there such a thing?Didn’t he just get beaten into the hospital by a bully yesterday?]

Sister Goose:

[Wouldn't you be beaten in again? ]

Smile:

[is it serious? ]

Monitor:

[Our class should love each other!Campus Violence Daba]

fat man:

[Why do you run away every time you say half?Is the signal of the accommodation department so bad now @唐赵阳]

Sister Goose:

[Oh my god, Tang Haoyang and Lu Peng won't be silenced by Xueba, right?Are you still alive @唐赵阳@路鹏]

The content changed from "Qiu Chi was injured and went to the hospital" at the beginning, and gradually developed into "Qiu Chi was beaten and disabled by a school bully", and Lu Peng and Tang Haoyang were also going to be silenced. It was fabricated in a certain way.

Then a bunch of people below sent them blessing candles and emoticons.

However, what everyone didn't know was that the two people who were silenced were actually caught by the hostess purely because they were playing with their mobile phones during the lights-out time.

The hostess aunt broke in, confiscated the two people's mobile phones, and asked them to go to the duty room to ask her for them tomorrow morning.

……

Ji Qingyan took a deep breath and turned off the mobile network directly.

What the hell!

This group of people is really a master of per capita brain supplementation, whether the skill points that are rumored to be so strong.No wonder Qiu Chi said before that even if he explained that he didn't copy what Jiang Chengan wrote, no one would believe it.

This is simply a mouth full of injustice.

He decided to hurry to sleep.

After arriving at the bedroom, he saw that Qiu Chi hadn't slept yet.He was wearing a hurdle vest and leaning against the head of the bed with a mobile phone in his hand, wondering if he was playing a game.

Ji Qingyan lifted the quilt from the other side, just about to take off his glasses and lie down to sleep, when he saw Qiu Chi chatting with that little Taoxin.

hiss……

Although the old saying goes, it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage.But the problem is, he saw Qiu Chi chatting with her several times, but the girl didn't like to talk to him at all, just by looking at Qiu Chi's expression.

He didn't know who Xiao Taoxin was, if he did, he might be able to help.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Chi is an infatuated fool who admits death, so this matter is very difficult to handle.Either you two hurry up to get together, or you two hurry up and become strangers to each other. What's the point of entanglement like this?

Qiu Chi was still communicating with the editor about his composition, but his deskmate thought he was flirting with his prospective girlfriend.

A certain sulking little boy threw off the quilt violently, covering his head with the quilt, no matter how hard Qiu Chi coaxed him, he couldn't get out.

Qiu Chi didn't suffer from insomnia, he fell asleep after lying down for a while.The sound of heavy breathing fluctuates regularly, and the occasional sound of night cats and pedestrians passing by can be heard outside the window.

Ji Qingyan's brain was starved of oxygen from reciting poems, and he fell into a dream very quickly.There was also Qiu Chi in the dream, and he rushed towards him tearfully.

"At the same table! At the same table!" He hugged Ji Qingyan's body violently, and all the snot and tears on his face rubbed against his shoulders.

But the self in the dream was not angry, and even hugged him tenderly: "Huh? What's wrong with you?"

"Wow——" Qiu Chi cried loudly in his arms, "I was dumped by Xiao Taoxin...she! She, she, she is with someone else!"

……

"What's that called..." Ji Qingyan patted Qiu Chi's back, pondered for a while, and said, "God, I can't starve to death. There are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. It's okay, you are not ugly. You are not bad at studying, you will definitely find someone in the future, you have to be patient, you have to wait for the other party to come to you."

Listen, is this a boast?

But the Qiu Chi in the dream might not be very smart either: "You...you actually compare me to a house sparrow..." The house sparrow was gray and brown and not at all pretty.

Ji Qingyan comforted: "The house sparrow is now a third-level protected animal. It is actually higher than you, and you will not suffer."

Qiu Chi blinked his eyes, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "You look fair and clean, and your face is also soft." Then Qiu Chi said to him, "You are so beautiful, why don't you dress up as a girl?" Let's go together, baby."

As he spoke, he reached out to untie his clothes.

Ji Qingyan was so frightened that he woke up instantly.

He covered his chest, it was okay, the collar of his pajamas was neat, but when he looked up again, he saw Qiu Chi standing by the bed holding a plastic sealed bag that gave off a strange smell.

Qiu Chi was about to wake him up, but he didn't expect to get up on his own initiative today, which is really good.

In the end, Ji Qingyan looked vigilant, covering his chest with one hand, and pointed at the plastic packing belt in his hand with the other: "This... what is this?"

"Soy milk."

A wonderful food that is well known but rarely tried, tastes very ordinary, and is extremely lethal.

Ji Qingyan felt that he was asked many times by friends from other provinces whether he liked this wonderful food, and his answer was always no.

Really, it seems that not all people in Sichuan and Chongqing love spicy food, so Beijing doesn’t just drink soy milk for everyone, not to mention that Sichuan and Chongqing compatriots also have some geographical and climate reasons for eating spicy food...

In fact, Qiu Chi didn't buy the soybean juice himself. He went out to use the bathroom in the morning and met Uncle He who was a few blocks away on his way home.The old man is a master of calligraphy. He usually teaches his children to write calligraphy at home on weekends. He went out to buy breakfast. Anyway, he bought a lot. After seeing Qiu Chi, he gave him a bag.

Ji Qingyan pointed at the plastic bag in disbelief: "Why can this kind of thing be brought home?"

Qiu Chi looked at the bag and said, "Just... you can pack it." It was the same as the bag for packing soy milk.

Damn, but this packaging bag is a bit crude. If it is not held firmly or the bag is broken on the road, it will be a double blow to the passers-by and sanitation workers around.

Ji Qingyan was really torn apart by this smell.

You thanked me for helping you yesterday, what happened?Not only did he disturb me in my dreams, but now he is holding a bag of stinky acid water to assassinate me!

He slapped the quilt angrily: "Take your explosive bag and get out of this room!"

The people in Class 4 still spread rumors, thinking that he wanted to assassinate Qiu Chi every day...

Come and see, who is trying to assassinate whom!

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The author has something to say:

Harm, anyway, this magical drink is like a super gas explosive package to me, and I will vomit after drinking it.

But there are friends around me who would like that taste!Sure enough, everyone's tastes are really different.

感谢在2022-06-2823:24:47~2022-06-2909:27:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 grapefruit;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Shengmo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!